Wishing I had some garden progress to share today but I don’t. It’s Winter in the North East and I am waiting for spring like everyone else.
To most, Spring arrives with the crocus, snowdrops, tulips and daffodils. I too get very excited when they show their pretty faces but I don’t get to enjoy them nearly enough because it is usually too cold in this northeast climate to sit and look at them. It’s usually not even nice enough to work in the garden so that you can be around them for a bit. So for me, I really count gardening weather to be here when my favorite perennials begin to grow.
When I stroll around the gardens and start to see them coming along, the old stand bys that give me the feeling that spring is here and summer isn’t too far behind.
To me those plants are the anchors of my garden. They are old fashioned and loved by many. In fact most gardens contain at least one or more of them. These are peonies, lilacs, iris, bleeding heart, roses, hydrangeas, hostas, climatis and violets.
For some that may even be their entire garden~ planted years ago and faithfully returning year after year.
I get a spring in my step when they start emerging from the dirt eventhough I am always nervous that they have ventured out too soon.
Somehow they survive and reward us with their beautiful flowers and luscious green leaves.
Those are the days I am dreaming of.
I love spring anywhere, but if I could choose I would always greet it in a garden. ~Ruth Stout